If you've come here looking for praise of the Spurs and Tim Duncan, then I suggest you leave now, because you won't find it here - ever.

Tim Duncan didn't hit a clutch shot to force the second overtime. He lucked out and hit a shot he never takes. There's nothing clutch about that at all. It's like picking some idiot out of the stands and asking him to hit a half-court shot. Occasionally the idiot hits it. Was he 'clutch'? Hell no. He was lucky, just like Duncan.

Now, once again, the loathsome Spurs - and their hideous brand of basketball - have the upper hand on the Suns. I don't care if the Spurs somehow wind up playing the Yankees in the second round of the playoffs - I'd root for the Yankees.

What drives me nuts about the Spurs is basically everything. Tim Duncan is the biggest whiner in NBA history, and he's NEVER committed a foul in his life. Even worse, he spreads it to his teammates, so the whole team whines incessantly. Ginobili brought the fine art of soccer flopping and taking dives to a level never seen before in the NBA. Even Vlade Divac is embarrassed by Ginobili. Tony Parker made an inexcusable rap album that my ears will never forgive him for. And Bruce Bowen, wow. Where do I even begin? How about this: If there's anyone I'd ever wish to get injured, it's him. The guy has systematically and intentionally injured so many people during his career, it's a wonder he hasn't been sucker-punched in a game yet.

And then there's the "dynasty" talk. What dynasty? This team has never won back-to-back championships in its history. Call me when they win two in a row, then maybe I'll listen to some dynasty argument - and then shoot it down faster than Manu drops when he gets hit with a half-way stiff breeze.

Anyway, I'm not going to watch that Duncan clip. No sir. I prefer to watch this one instead.